Song Search

The Scope

by Viktor Holm

on The Scope (2020)

I couldn't sleep last night, I've been to busy. I was twisting and turning, like a knife inside of an abdomen
Head spinning, call an exorcist I'm getting dizzy, well it wasn't from no smoke, 'cause y'all don't want none of my pathogens
Fuck the smoke I'm getting cancerous
Hand me some Holy Water, and mix it with a little bit of cannabis
Call me the marijuana evangelist. Fuck the Holy Water, and send it back to the fucking Vatican
I'm back again with bars, like I'm serving you Guinness
Started a bar-fight, knocked out in less than a minute
Tryna throw down with a kick and I'll make you buckle your knee
UFC versus the WWE
Now you see the difference between you and me
I put in the effort, you recycle all that you see
That shit is lame, I killed the game, I'm on a murdering spree
I'd say go back to your roots, but you never planted the trees
I gotta cool the fuck off? Fuck nah, I raw dog til the viagra rubs off
Brought a knife to a gunfight so I could slice your nuts off, Jam 'em down your throat to let you know you'll always suck balls
And it's funny, you're like Chris Paul in two ways
You play with balls and once the hype is over, sign a two-way
People with no powers get called a hero, 'cause money and power makes 'em the man of the hour, just look at Bruce Wayne
I murder rappers that think they cool like the Kool-Aid
Then I put the murder tape out on DVD, maybe Blu-Ray
Vigilantes coming out, causing another doomsday
So fuck being nice, I'm going Schizo like two-face
Blueface, shitty rapper with a corny flow
Bet you're at home looking at Smart Rapper tutorials
And I ain't beefing, matter fact, take this Oreo
Nah, suck my fucking dick through a glory hole
And I ain't stopping, I'm rapping hard like I'm Joyner Lucas
Em and Hopsin better be looking forward to making music
Promise the bars inflamitory like Lupus
What's the synopsis? Rap game's my bitch, and I'm drunk and abusive
I ain't done yet, I'm leaving them dead
Deader than John F. Kennedy with a shot in his head
Deader than DAX's career, DAX's on his last pair of legs
I'm on my way to hell and I'm bringing some paper and pens
I sold my soul for the Devil's skills
So I could inflict a couple wounds, that'll never heal
You don't wanna double cross the messiah, you're lacking the knowledge
Just walking through the crossfire, and I ain't paying no homage
Next time you try to send some men to harm me
Better step up that game, send a god damn Army
To me it's all a game, y'all doomed. Atari
If you're tryna live you better find a way to disarm me
Just stop- y'all motherfuckers got me steaming
48 bars in, and I just summoned a demon
A behemoth lacking a heart, can't be bleeding
Don't believe in myself, cause im a god damned heathen
Im the black plague in the form of a man
Causing a deathly cascade, I got blood on my hands
I only suffer back pains, when I carry my fans
So you can't meet me backstage, I don't fuck with you stans
Probably think that I'm a quiet kid, but from this song you probably think that I'm a nihilist. Probably think that I'm fucked up and violent
I wouldn't know I can't afford a good psychiatrist
As a matter of fact, let me get back on topic, cause whatever you try you can't rap like me
I'm just a rapaholic, never rap for profits
Keep the tank full, cause you ain't got the gas like me
Predetorial mindset, I'm the fucking Apex
I don't play around, looking like an old Tape Deck
I'll fuck your girl and dip without using a latex
So you gon' pay for my kids on a minimum pay check
Im not twisted, I'm angry and ballistic
Like christmas when I get to be this sadistic
So listen I'ma do work, and stay consistent
Awake the pistons, and kick the bucket I pissed in
Undoubtably, you see the monster while I'm shouting, see?
I'm sounding the alarm, so lady karma's looking out for me
No boundaries in life, I'm a diety looking down at thee
I'm bound to be a king, so let's just skip ahead to crowning me
And I ain't finished I'm leaving a fucking legacy
This ain't no pottery, but I'm shaping my fucking destiny
Fuck the lottery, I'd rather work for my dough
Step into my bakery, cut in half your life expectency
Most of you resembling glass, fragile and see-through
I'm the original walking amongst the reboots
A psychic on psychadelics, I shiver as I read you
And yet to see my full potential, y'all just saw a preview